Today is the day of discharge.

The stout man sat on the hospital bed, surrounded by his wife, who helped him pack up and change things.

Black's wife was very puzzled by her husband's experience of being hospitalized after a single job.

She asked, "Did you come to collect debts again and were beaten?" ”

Lao Hei touched his head: "They all said that I haven't done this work for a long time...... Didn't I tell you, I did a live broadcast with someone, but I didn't expect the live broadcast house to be of bad quality and collapsed. ”

The man is still a little weak when he speaks, and he is indeed still doing debt collection, and he is still threatening people if he disagrees, but his life is better than in the past.

Like he threatened before...... Wait, who is he threatening?

His memory was missing, and he only had the impression that he was sitting on a paint bucket in front of people.

As for where you went, who did you see later...... The appearance of black hair and black eyes is also too common.

Rubbing the corners of his forehead helplessly, the man felt a headache, so he gave up the idea of delving.

His wife complained on the side: "That's too lucky, the house I picked is a dangerous project...... But you're lucky with your brothers. ”

The old black wife squinted and swept her husband from head to toe.

Coming out of a house that had collapsed into ruins, all parts were intact except for a knock on the head.

"Ha......" Lao Hei didn't know what to reply, so he smiled awkwardly and said, "Yes." ”

In fact, what neither of them knew was that even the wound on the old black head was knocked out afterwards.

Just fainting on the bench, I can't even leave a scar, at most it's red and swollen.

Talking about the dead man, the couple's mood was a little lower.

Lao Hei's wife knew that the people who died in the "landslide" were his husband's fox friends and dogs, although they were not good people, but they had some feelings.

When people are alive, she is not very happy that her husband associates with people, but when she is dead...... Let's take the dead as the greatest.

After a moment of silence, the woman who was taking care of the things remembered something and said, "When I went upstairs in front of me, I ran into that woman." ”

“…… Oh, you said her. Lao Hei replied, "She was lucky enough to be rescued with me." ”

"Not about that." The woman's hand to collect things paused, "I feel that her face is still a little white, does it really matter what her body is?" ”

The old black wife described what she had seen on the stairs, and the pale-faced woman walked slowly with a shelf hanging water, and when she saw her, she pursed her lips and nodded, and she looked unrefreshed.

Lao Hei replied uncertainly: "It should be fine......" He remembered that the female companion should be luckier than him.

He knocked his head on the ground, and the female companion was only frightened.

As everyone knows, sometimes mental damage is more difficult to repair.

Lao Hei thought for a while and said, "Why don't you go and take a look when you leave?" "We've worked together, and we've been a little bit of the same thing.

His wife nodded yes, and ten minutes later, they packed up their things and knocked on the woman's door.

The first time no one answered, the couple looked at each other and knocked twice.

There was movement in the door, and a figure could be seen moving through the small glass window.

After a while, I heard a female voice coming from within, telling them to come in.

One thing to say, the treatment of the victims of their "tofu scum project" is very good, there is a separate ward, and the hospitalization fee is not high.

If you think about it, it feels like a big problem, but why not take advantage of it.

The women sitting in the room had already put the shelves back to the bedside and smiled when they saw them come in.

Black: "...... Are you really okay? ”

Female companion: "It's alright...... I haven't slept well in the past two days, and I've been having nightmares. ”

Black: Is it so scary?

The stout man looked back at the time when the mansion collapsed, and he and the female companion were on the periphery of the house, and they both ran fast enough not to be buried under the rubble.

Lao Hei also pushed his female companion, only half a step behind, causing himself to be smashed in the head.

Speaking of which...... What about Baisu?

Lao Hei's mind went blank for a moment.

He remembers...... Bai Su is the one who operates the live broadcast equipment, and he should be in the house.

Then why didn't he go to the hospital, even more alive than they did?

After thinking about it for a while, Lao Hei remembered from the conversation between the police and himself that Bai Su was in a triangle area at that time, and was quickly rescued.

There were no injuries and no fright.

How audacious...... The stout man sighed in his heart, chatted with his female companion for a while, and then prepared to leave with his wife.

"That's right." As the visitor was about to walk out of the ward, the woman sitting on the bed said weakly, "I plan to rest for a while after I am discharged from the hospital." ”

"Huh?" Lao Hei responded, "It seems that the platform has said hello to the trade union, and I will return to ...... after resting."

"It's not." The woman interrupted the stout man, "I don't want to be a streamer anymore." ”

Seeing that Lao Hei was stunned and had the intention of retaining, the woman added: "I have already thought about resigning, and I will pay liquidated damages." ”

The woman said, revealing a look that the old black couldn't understand.

"I've already figured it out." She said to herself repeatedly.

……

"Hey, did you hear that?"

In the hallway, two men took advantage of the break to breathe in the clouds, each with a cigarette, smoking the area so smoky that no one wanted to approach.

"What's the matter?"

One of them lowered his voice and said, "That's it, the smuggling case that the sub-bureau has been watching for a long time." ”

The other nodded, and asked suspiciously, holding a cigarette closer to him, "And then?" "He'd heard a little about the smuggling of antiquities that an ordinary police officer had found in a case of smuggling antiquities that were difficult to deal with.

It still seems to be the kind of demagogic object, and normally, they have to send a few people to the hospital to recuperate before they can suppress or dispose of the supernatural object.

"And then there'......," one of them took a drag on his cigarette, "and when it was delivered to the precinct, it was easily disposed of." ”

“？”

"I listened to Lao Zhang about this, hasn't he been in charge of this matter all along? It took a long time just to get close in the early stage, and it was only when I actually got that thing that I felt tricky.

But if there is an outsider who can rush up to that thing, and he has to wear special gloves to touch it, and after finally transporting it back to the substation, he deliberately empties the person and prepares to take it to the ground to deal with it, and then-"

"After that?" The other looked at his colleague speechlessly, and threw a fist back at his appetizing operation, "Hurry up." ”

Ruo took a half step back in pain, but the man continued: "After I met that magical newcomer, I heard that he was not affected at all, so I was KO like 'bang-bang-bang'!" ”

I was confused by the description of the "bang" of my companion's fan, but the other person also knew that his friend's ability to express himself was like this.

After asking a few rhetorical questions with his own understanding, he roughly understood what was going on.

"It's not much different from what you said...... It's too simple and crude, right? ”

"Yes, and I went to him for that incident two days ago." The man lifted his chin and gestured in one direction in the building, "Just the group upstairs that has a headache flowering incident." ”

The source of transmission is unknown, and the contagion is extremely strong, and the body of the living person inexplicably blooms, and then the vitality is drained little by little.

The buds and branches are beautiful, just looking at them can make people fascinated, as long as you are bewitched by the moment you see the corpse of the flower, then you will be the next to die.

The incident lasted for ten days and a half months, and several colleagues with good willpower did not hold on.

It's not like ordinary people just put their lives into it, but injuries are inevitable.

"I think the newcomer doesn't seem to have officially started work yet, right?"

"Hey, who wouldn't go to the relationship." The man Nunu mouthed, "Anyway, the team in charge borrowed the people, and the newcomer didn't blink his eyes and burned all the corpses that were the source of infection." ”

I heard that the fire was so strong that it lit half of the sky, and it can be seen how many corpses were used as fuel.

"No one dares to approach the burning place, and when the fire is completely extinguished, the newcomer says that there is nothing left, and only after the aftermath will go in."

Another person listened to it for a long time and felt that this newcomer's ability was very good, but why hadn't he heard everyone talk about it.

"Of course it's because he's having problems with something else." The man's voice was so low that his companion had to come to his ear to hear it, "It seems to be spiritual." ”

After working in their business for a long time, they have more or less some mental problems, and the description of sobriety in the world is not suitable for them......

"No, no, no, it's not as simple as you think." The man shook his hand and moved his mouth twice with the cigarette in his mouth, "It's a serious situation, he has -"

The man's voice was like that of a cat with its tail stepped on, and the tail rose suddenly, and then he choked on the smell of smoke and coughed violently several times.

"-There's a party, let's go together after work." The man patted the other on the shoulder.

Without waiting for the other person to react to why the topic had changed, the man pressed the five fingers on his companion's shoulder and tightened twice, as if to prompt something.

The other nodded knowingly, pretending to talk about what he was going to drink for the night.

After a few words, a dark-haired youth passed by them, walked down the hallway, and turned down the stairs.

After waiting for the people to leave completely, the man who smoked the cigarette breathed a sigh of relief.

"The one who just passed is the newcomer mentioned earlier."

"Huh? I think he's pretty normal. Another recalled the side face of the black-haired youth he saw, "There was no hysteria, no gloom and gloom." ”

“…… So I said it all, it's because he has that kind of supernatural thing in his head, which makes him more apathetic and a bit anti-social. The man pointed to the location of the skull, "Don't tell me, this is what my friend from the medical department told me, and he is here for a check-up today." ”

The other glanced at the black-haired young man's path, which did lead to the medical department.

The two chatted about other gossip, and after the break, they went back to work.

After a few more hours, the man who took the initiative to make small talk left the office, he went to an elevator that was not open to most people, and swiped his card to go down to the second basement floor.

The structure of the building above ground and below ground is completely different.

On the ground there are ordinary office buildings, and some floors have been renovated for special needs, but in general they are still in a boxy shape.

But it's not the same underground.

The elevator descends to a lobby-like platform with transparent glass on all sides, and you can see the doors on both sides leading to a narrow walkway.

Civilians work near the hall, but it takes courage to do civilian work underground.

After all, in the underground, civilian employees can be called consumables, and they basically eat and live here when they come down, unless the shift is over, but the shift is quite long, and they may not live until that time.

The chatty man greeted the clerical staff he knew, and he expertly dressed up his finished gear and walked somewhat clumsily to the door of the corridor on the left.

This time I swiped a new card, and the door worked for a while, and it didn't open until something was confirmed.

The chatty male walked in, and the door slowly closed behind him.

In front of him was a long hallway, with lattice-sized rooms on one side and transparent glass on the other, the outside of which was so dark that it was impossible to see what was outside.

The talkative man works in one of the cubicles of this corridor in the afternoon, and all he has to do is walk in, pick up his notebook, and record everything he observes.

This was the fourth time he had observed the same subject.

The talkative male walked into a cubicle, and soon all the lights in the hallway were extinguished as he walked by.

There were only a few emergency lights in the darkness, faintly emitting a fluorescent green glow.

The surveillance in the corridor suddenly flickered a few times at a certain moment, and the civilian personnel who were constantly observing the display leaned over and carefully compared the shadows swimming in the screen.

Quickly judging what it was running into the hallway, the civilian staff breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's D-4's [Yukage], and it will go back on its own later." ”

The rest of the people looked away, retracting their hands that had almost pressed the alarm.

What they didn't notice was that something was moving beneath the shadow.

White lines attached to the shadow, walking through one compartment after another, as if sensing and recording something.

Suddenly, when he came to a certain place, the shadow stopped.

Under the nervous gaze of the civilian personnel after surveillance, the shadow approached the nearest door, paused for a few seconds, and then wandered away again.

It seems that nothing has happened, and it seems that something has changed.

"Which door is that?"

"It's E-class...... It should be fine, right? ”

To be on the safe side, the civilian staff still opened the E-1 camera and looked at it, and found that the old man sitting inside was not unusual, and when the marked time point came, another "self" appeared on the chair opposite the old man as usual.

"No problem, everything works."

The old man in the room looked up, and he looked at his other "self" who was slightly different today.

The other old man's face twitched a few times, and then his cloudy eyeballs rolled back slightly, turning his cyan pupils back to reveal the pitch-black half.

The setting of the underground refers to the Brain Lobe Company, and a little resentment against the civilian employees when playing the game, and I can't wait to solve the civilian staff on each floor with execution bullets (?). ）

(End of chapter)